In the heart of a red, empty world, a creature named Decay emerged—tall and twisted, like a mistaken stroke on a depressed painter’s canvas.
With each step, it dragged its withered roots behind, but something trembled deep within—a spark of Growth.
Amid endless repetition and rot, a quiet seed stirred inside—not born of hope, but of exhaustion from mere existence.
And that was the beginning of a different kind of end.
6000 x 5000 PX
Digital Drawing
